I Am stone and i will be writing about horse and this is my story.I was at school and then i came home and my mom said you are going to horse back riding.You are going on monday and it was good.My horses is name was copper,and he is the best horse in the world.Then i rode m&m and he is a buckskin.He is my second freavrit and he is a pony.And he is 20 years old,but i still love him so much and i want to ride him a gain soon.Next is clutch my three favrit horse in the world,and the indians used to call the red spot on his neck and they used to call them the blood spot.And did i mention that he and the other horse are my favert horses in the world .Then came the all week camp and it was the second fravrit thing in the world but it was so fun and it was the best week and the weekend in the world.
Lone star is waere i take horse back riding Lesins and the frst hose i nod is coper, and he is the best horse in the world I think .That they are the best horse back riding tekrs in the world.And i am all most redy for a sow at buks munt next year.I will be niding arow do you no how he gut his name his back is slandtid like a arow.H is a kest nut and he has wiet one his feet but i still like coper betr thow.And now her is mim he is a bukskin he is a horsehe is my sckint fafrint hors
in the world evry time i go thar i giv him a hug for a hafin awr.
Did i tell you my teachers name is ules.this week end i will b
e in a horse sow at lone staterand the horse i am riding is mimhe is a pony he is the sekint fafrit horse in the world
Writing Sparks-If you could travel to any place in the world
Back to the Wild West. I can't go back to those times but in the Pryor Mountains in Wyoming, wild horses still roam free.
My Dad and I would be able to go out and chuck wagon with real cowboys to find and sleep under the stars. They say that they are so bright out there that you feel like you can touch them.
Back at the ranch, we would take care of the horses and maybe try riding a Bronco horse.
Writing Sparks-Something that is especially important to me
The search was on. Mom said it was time to find a new kitten. She said it had to be orange and it had to be a boy. One day, a girl my sister works with called and said there were two orange kittens at the vet. Me and my sister went right over to see them. The littlest one was crying alot. I picked him up and he stopped crying and went to sleep. We named him Dwayne.
Dwayne is almost four years old now, and he is my kitty brother. He meows for me all the time. I can do my kitty brother cry from anywhere in the house and Dwayne will come running. I get down on my hands and knees and Dwayne jumps up against my head. He lets me carry him around anywhere. I am so happy I found Dwayne and that he is such a special kitty.
Lone star is waere i take horse back riding Lesins and the frst hose i nod is coper, and he is the best horse in the world I think .That they are the best horse back riding tekrs in the world.And i am all most redy for a sow at buks munt next year.I will be niding arow do you no how he gut his name his back is slandtid like a arow.H is a kest nut and he has wiet one his feet but i still like coper betr thow.And now her is mim he is a bukskin he is a horsehe is my sckint fafrint hors
in the world evry time i go thar i giv him a hug for a hafin awr.
Did i tell you my teachers name is ules.this week end i will b
e in a horse sow at lone staterand the horse i am riding is mimhe is a pony he is the sekint fafrit horse in the world
Writing Sparks-If you could travel to any place in the world
Back to the Wild West. I can't go back to those times but in the Pryor Mountains in Wyoming, wild horses still roam free.
My Dad and I would be able to go out and chuck wagon with real cowboys to find and sleep under the stars. They say that they are so bright out there that you feel like you can touch them.
Back at the ranch, we would take care of the horses and maybe try riding a Bronco horse.
Writing Sparks-Something that is especially important to me
The search was on. Mom said it was time to find a new kitten. She said it had to be orange and it had to be a boy. One day, a girl my sister works with called and said there were two orange kittens at the vet. Me and my sister went right over to see them. The littlest one was crying alot. I picked him up and he stopped crying and went to sleep. We named him Dwayne.
Dwayne is almost four years old now, and he is my kitty brother. He meows for me all the time. I can do my kitty brother cry from anywhere in the house and Dwayne will come running. I get down on my hands and knees and Dwayne jumps up against my head. He lets me carry him around anywhere. I am so happy I found Dwayne and that he is such a special kitty.